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Mike always knew that he loved to be spanked. As a child, he would get into trouble at school deliberately so his busty blonde second grade teacher, Miss Spencer would give him five whacks on the rear end. However Mike kept his secret fetish to himself. After all, the girls he had been dating were too normal to expose this secret. They just wouldn’t understand! Mike had been dating Beth for 3 months. That was a long term commitment in his life! She was one of the longest relationships he’d ever had. Something about her was just right and maybe she was even the one for marriage. Mike couldn’t keep his mind off of her, he thought about her 24 hours a day no matter what mundane chore he was undertaking. Beth was set to …
You left to go get ice and when you came back in the room, I was kneeling on the floor near the door. I had my head down palms on my thighs awaiting your command. A smile crosses your face as you come near. I am still wearing the sexy skirt, stockings and shirt I had worn out to the bar and in this position you have a clear view down my shirt. My breasts are spilling over the top. This causes you to think and you turn to search for the riding crop I brought with me. Sighting it, you walk over to retrieve it and come back to stand before me. Using the handle you tip my head back so you can see my eyes. Neatly you flip the crop in the air …
As the dirty, faded black bag is removed from my head I find myself naked, bound with my arms behind my back and my knees and ankles tied together, surrounded by my new masters. I cannot move, besides to kneel there, glaring at both of them. Clearly brothers. “Bitch, look down when in our presence” one says. Defiantly I keep glaring at him. He raises his hands and begins to move it towards my face. This blow is gonna hurt. Suddenly however, his hand is knocked out of the way. I groan. I wanted that slap, I love the feeling of my blood rushing to the surface to colour my skin, the slight sting left behind when flesh meets flesh. The other brother whispers to him that they need to teach me before punishing me. …
It starts with me stripping naked and You putting my collar around my neck and locking it on, so it can not be removed until You unlock it. Then You give me a hard spanking, making my ass, the backs of my thighs, my inner thighs and breasts red. You start with Your hand and then move to a paddle and then Your belt. With my body red and aching already, You concentrate on my breasts and nipples making them throb. Next You bind my breasts and clamp my nipples with clamps that are attached by a chain. You give the chain a tug or two to make sure the clamps are on there tightly. We are in the play room. You have me lay on my back on a bench; You put cuffs around …
A/N This turned out a little more dramatic and angsty than I thought it would. . The sun was already up, though it was still early when Gia left Jordan’s room that morning. Jordan was so raw, dirty and rough. Gia bite her thumbnail smiling as she walked up the hall. Jordan’s room being on the same floor as Reece’s.Jordan was very energetic to say the least, very giving but equally demanding. She did miss the loving knowing hands of Reece though. Gia had let herself thoroughly enjoy it all, she didn’t hold back; screaming and wailing, to her hearts content. However, a part of her was hoping that Reece would hear her. But, she had done what she set out to do. It was what it was. It was a revenge fuck, that’s all. …
I entered the bedroom and found Lottie had wrapped herself in the velvet blanket, awkwardly sitting on the edge of the bed, anxiously peering at me. The cold in the room made my own body shiver unpleasantly, some of it due to the freezing rain that persistently rapped on the window seal, some because of the pure exhaustion after my short bout of illness as well as previous wrestling and final conquest of Lottie. “Peter took Sabine home,” I announced to the girl sitting on the bed and took hurried steps toward the window, closing it hastily, hoping that the slight warmth that was lazily flowing through the air downstairs wound find its way up to the bedroom. “You shouldn’t have brought her out here in this weather.” Lottie said and I spun around, surprised …
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of …
I walked up the apartment steps, my legs burning and my thoughts racing. I had texted her only five minutes prior to my arrival that I was coming, I hoped to catch her before she realized I was already there. I made it to her floor and made my way down the hallway to her apartment door. It was unlocked, as it always was. Myself and other men made regular appearances at her apartment throughout the week and she had found it irritating constantly getting up to unlock the door for these many men she serviced. She had also once told me in secret that she left it unlocked in the hopes that someone, anyone, would come in and rape her in her sleep. But that was another fantasy for another time. I let the …
The Making 2 I started stammering, “But she said it was ok, that I couldn’t touch her but she could touch me.” She looked at me smiling in such a way that it scared me a bit, “She was right, but you had your hand on her head. That disobedience, your inability to recognize your error and the audacity to challenge me…to question me will bring you great suffering and me great pleasure, and if you do not drop your eyes I will insure you will receive even greater pain. Get up, follow me and do not make so much as a sound unless I give you permission.” I didn’t know what to do, a part of me was scared and ready to run for the door, clothes or no clothes…another part of me was …
I can see Kori’s brain go from thinking to fight mode and the only thing I can think of to do is roll over on top of Natsuko shield her from Kori’s onslaught. Slaps, punches, claws and I think some jewelry hit me in the back and back of my head as Kori is swearing at Natsuko through me. “You fucking bitch, I will fucking fuck you up you dirty lying cunt….,” Kori keeps going with more profanity than even I care to hear as she beats on me. “Kori? Kori?! KORI?!!!,” I finally scream at her but to no avail as she’s in a full blown rage. The beating stops and I hear the sounds of a struggle behind me and turn to see Imelda and Mathilda dragging Kori out of the bus. I …
This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 3 Hermione Weasley: The New Ministress of Magic! After the shock resignation of the beloved Minister of Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt two weeks ago, Hermione Weasley was yesterday voted in as the new leader of Great Britain’s magical community. Citing fatigue and the need of a younger leader, ex Minister Shacklebolt requested a quick election to ensure a smooth transition of power. Mere days after his resignation, two candidates quickly emerged as the main runners for the post, Hermione Weasley, ex member of the Wizengamot, and Humphrey Essington, the Head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. With two such different candidates running for the post, it quickly became apparent …
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He could hear her slamming things around in the kitchen. Honestly what did she expect would result? Ready for another confrontation he approached her again. “Ashley, stop. You brought this on yourself. As soon as the girls are asleep you will accept your mistake and then we will move on! Understood?” She refused to look at him; in response she slammed another cabinet door. His irritation showing he fisted her hair, pulling her head around forcing her to look at him. He spat, “You should have thought twice before telling me no. To add insult to injury it was in front of my girls. You know better!!” After releasing her from his grip, she continued cleaning the kitchen. Still angry, she was struggling to be more reserved about it. Just watching her made him hard. …
I’m suddenly jolted awake by a sense of disorientation. I’m no longer in the white room, but instead, I find myself standing in a long, dimly lit hallway. The walls are made of cold, grey concrete. I look around, trying to get my bearings, but there’s nothing to see. No windows, no doors, just a seemingly endless stretch of hallway. I start to run, my feet pounding against the cold floor. I’m not sure where I’m going, but I know I need to keep moving. The hallway stretches out before me, curving slightly to the left. The hallway doesn’t seem to have an end. Every so often I come across a door, but the door is always locked, so I continue running. Finally I get to a door where I can hear the sounds of …
“What am I going to do with you, slut? For now, strip for me, slowly,” I demand while slapping a riding crop in my hand. “Once completely nude, turn, face the bed, bend down, and place your hands on the mattress.” “Yes, Sir. Again, I’m very sorry.” While you wait, anticipating that initial sting of the crop across your sweet ass, I stand and admire the view. I walk up and gently run the fingers of my left hand up and down your back, slowly running my nails against your skin. While taking my time on your back, my right hand is tapping the crop against my right pant leg making just enough noise to remind you what was to come. Walking around to your side, I gently whisper in your ear, “Is my whore …
The time had finally arrived to make a decision. When we were all going to school together, and all younger, it seemed like the nights of sharing and cheerleader parties were going to be endless. But, sooner or later, time passes by, and it becomes time for change. It was time to move away from home, become a true adult, and figure out who I really needed in my life. The only problem was, every time I thought about the people closest to me, I couldn’t narrow it down. Danielle had become my best friend. I enjoyed every minute that we hung out, and we shared a lot of things in common. And, of course, she was the only one I knew worked with me in a relationship. She was sexy, and the type of …
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Brittany was at the grocery store shopping when she was picking out tomatoes and the plastic bag broke! All of the tomatoes fell to the floor with an overwhelming splat – some beyond salvation. As she was embarrassed by her faux pas, she looked around to see if anyone had witnessed the event. “Need some help?” a manly voice queried. “Oh yes, that would be great. Geez, I’m so clumsy!” Brittany joked. “It’s okay. I’m all thumbs too sometimes. It happens to the best of us.” The stranger replied. “My name is Alex.” The two shook hands. As they cleaned up the mess, they struck up a conversation and hit it off and found that they had many things in common. The conversation ended with Brittany inviting Alex over for dinner – with the condition …
The Seventh Slave The house was big and imposing, in fact she wouldn’t even call it a house, it was more like a mansion. The dark brick walls rose high up in the air, the shiny windows mirroring the swirling winter clouds, a drop of rain fell onto her cheek. She brushed it off and walked up the marble ramp, next to the stairs. A fluttering butterfly in her tummy as she stood in front of the big wooden doors. She rang the doorbell and a moment later both the heavy doors swung open and exposed a shiny marble hallway. It stretched out in front of her, there were doors and pillars and all the way in the back there were glass panels that looked out over the back garden. Behind her the wooden doors …
This is a sequel to my first part ‘happy b’day Rachael’.Its not necessary to read the first part in order to understand this but i would still suggest you read that one first. I woke up say the least,it wasn’t huge but it was very firm with perfectly round cheeks.I was daydreaming of spanking her when her cellphone rang. With the towel wrapped around her body,she answered her phone.It was her mom,she just wanted to let her know that they won’t reach here until dinner time.I was ecstatic to know that cause we still had the whole day to have some more fun although i was sceptic that Rachael would allow me to do anything more today. She went into the shower before informing me about her parent’s plans.She asked me to stay till afternoon..I …